The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-05-27
An intellectual Doo.

1 remember being greatly entarta 49,
by the display Of mind, ii 4 littIe das
belonging to Miss Chamberlain ae.
whistling soloist" During 4 emil ~
little fellow came in. Presently, "Didn,t
you hear some one drive up. El, .,
said Mrs. Chamberlain to her dauobta.
in an ordinary tone.
Max, the little SKye-terrior was
ing on the mat He at once iumnaa 4,
from his apparent sleep, ran to ~
window, stood on his hind feet ia
looked out, and seeing no one tur.as
to the amused company and shook ~
head sideways, expressing an emphatic
No"
Shut the door, Max" said his n,s
tress. The little fellow looked m ~.
his eye about the room for an omen
door, and seeing the front hall doos
open, ran to it, pushed away a chair
trisked in behind, rose on his hind feaf
put his fore paws against it and nnsb,
ed it to- after which he ran to his mis-
tress for approval.
You didn't shut it," Look;nc
around and seeing it swinging open he
ran pack and shut it as before. ard
came back to his mistress.
"Why, Max il isn't shut nowl, Sao.
ing it open Just crack he went back
with an evident spirit of disgust. and
standing on his hind feet, reached his
tOrefeet almost TO the knob and stood
there striking the door spitefulty until
he heard the latch click, when he iump-
ed down and frsked his little tail and
fairly danced all over with delight
Can you waltz for me, MAXI sad
one of the ladies' upon which the little
dandy acquitted himself gracefullv.
going round and round with playful
antics. Want a piece of cake?h said
she, and the dog came up rs gracious as
he most accomplished tease, wrigpline
all over with delight.
''When do YOU want it?"
"Wite off now! wife off now! wife oA
nOw!' barked the dog, shaking lis
head with will.
Cant you wait little?"
mo, no, no.! No, no, nor said he.
as though wholly out OF patience, and
she tossed him the cake.
Can you play for the gentleman,
my boy?" Looking up at me a moment
as though deciding whether he wanted
to please me or not, he hoped upon
the stool stood on his hind feet, and
ratified the keys with his fore feet
striking them here and there, back and
forth, Ike any pianist. The noise given
forth at his touch delighted him as
much as it ever did a child, though
there was, of course, no tune, vet the
air with which he would skip over the
keys was highly entertaining.
"And now, Max, let us have sing,
said Miss Chamberlain, as she seated
herself at the piano and began to play
He appeared to be in no mood for it
and ran of, but she said nothing play
ed II few strains, and then she and her
mother began to sing. Max at once
scampered up into a chair beside his
mistress; standing with his fore feet
upon the back of chair he stretched
his neck and tossed his head, and went
through all the facial contortions Of a
''star" artist, while in tone midway
between a squeal and a whistle he sang
all through, in apparent tune, eyi-
IDENTIFY enjoying both the performances
and the encore in a quite human fash
| ion.
A caller present said as he took leave:
II will bring my dog in tonight and he
shall teach ) ou how to sneeze, Max,
and went home for his dog. Mrs.
| Chamberlain Quietly took Max up on
] the sofa, and told him the situation,
and urged him to learn how to sneeze
before the gentleman returned. She
sneezed for him. He tried it but in
vain. For long time she gave him
the example and he struggled yigor-
ously to get the knack oft. When he
did hit upon it he was as delighted as
his mistress, and kept at his practice
On his own account.
When the gentleman returned with
his ''sneezing dog he was quite taken
back to have Max greet him with 2
first-class sneeze. Max is proud OF his
requirement to thisday. Wide At0ace.